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I would like to ask all out there....if there was a sequel to the flea...and she answered him....what would she say....???

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It is pretty evident what "she" would say. If you look at the three stanzas it is evident that after the first she intends to squash the flea and then she does after the second - obviously she doesn't care that their blood mingles in the creature.

If she is intelligent to shrug off that assault then one could assume that she won't aquiesce to his further advances in the last stanza - but then - how do we know. The suspense is killing me!

hmmm... I was thinking about this and i realised: He (john Donne) is trying to convince this girl (whome ever she may be) to sleep with him. he is comparing the act of sexual intercourse with something as innocent as a flea feeding off two poeple and thus making it seem less of a major issue

Well, it's not just that the speaker is comparing sex to something as innocent as the flea feeding...

During that time period, people believed when a couple had sex, their blood mingled with each other's. So, the speaker is saying if their blood is already mingled within the flea, then there's not a reason to keep from mingling their blood through intercourse.

This poem is amazing, especially the way he is making out that the flea is a big deal then when the flea is finally killed he says it wasn't a big deal and turns the whole thing back round on to her. it makes me laugh and really think of the man whom wrote this and how he was trying to make his women feel guilty about not making love to him!!!

"The Flea"
Summary
The speaker tells his beloved to look at the flea before them and to note "how little" is that thing that she denies him. For the flea, he says, has sucked first his blood, then her blood, so that now, inside the flea, they are mingled; and that mingling cannot be called "sin, or shame, or loss of maidenhead." The flea has joined them together in a way that, "alas, is more than we would do."
As his beloved moves to kill the flea, the speaker stays her hand, asking her to spare the three lives in the flea: his life, her life, and the flea's own life. In the flea, he says, where their blood is mingled, they are almost married--no, more than married--and the flea is their marriage bed and marriage temple mixed into one. Though their parents grudge their romance and though she will not make love to him, they are nevertheless united and cloistered in the living walls of the flea. She is apt to kill him, he says, but he asks that she not kill herself by killing the flea that contains her blood; he says that to kill the flea would be sacrilege, "three sins in killing three."
"Cruel and sudden," the speaker calls his lover, who has now killed the flea, "purpling" her fingernail with the "blood of innocence." The speaker asks his lover what the flea's sin was, other than having sucked from each of them a drop of blood. He says that his lover replies that neither of them is less noble for having killed the flea. It is true, he says, and it is this very fact that proves that her fears are false: If she were to sleep with him ("yield to me"), she would lose no more honor than she lost when she killed the flea.
Form
This poem alternates metrically between lines in iambic tetrameter and lines in iambic pentameter, a 4-5 stress pattern ending with two pentameter lines at the end of each stanza. Thus, the stress pattern in each of the nine-line stanzas is 454545455. The rhyme scheme in each stanza is similarly regular, in couplets, with the final line rhyming with the final couplet: AABBCCDDD.
Commentary
This funny little poem again exhibits Donne's metaphysical love-poem mode, his aptitude for turning even the least likely images into elaborate symbols of love and romance. This poem uses the image of a flea that has just bitten the speaker and his beloved to sketch an amusing conflict over whether the two will engage in premarital sex. The speaker wants to, the beloved does not, and so the speaker, highly clever but grasping at straws, uses the flea, in whose body his blood mingles with his beloved's, to show how innocuous such mingling can be--he reasons that if mingling in the flea is so innocuous, sexual mingling would be equally innocuous, for they are really the same thing. By the second stanza, the speaker is trying to save the flea's life, holding it up as "our marriage bed and marriage temple."
But when the beloved kills the flea despite the speaker's protestations (and probably as a deliberate move to squash his argument, as well), he turns his argument on its head and claims that despite the high-minded and sacred ideals he has just been invoking, killing the flea did not really impugn his beloved's honor--and despite the high-minded and sacred ideals she has invoked in refusing to sleep with him, doing so would not impugn her honor either.
This poem is the cleverest of a long line of sixteenth-century love poems using the flea as an erotic image, a genre derived from an older poem of Ovid. Donne's poise of hinting at the erotic without ever explicitly referring to sex, while at the same time leaving no doubt as to exactly what he means, is as much a source of the poem's humor as the silly image of the flea is; the idea that being bitten by a flea would represent "sin, or shame, or loss of maidenhead" gets the point across with a neat conciseness and clarity that Donne's later religious lyrics never attained.

Hey Damianus Owuor, good job copy/pasting from the SparkNotes.com site; the least you could have done was give it a mention. Tool.

I beleive that my Britlit professor said that the 'beloved' in the poem was his soon-to-be wife, Anne, who came from a wealthy family. This poem was written (again, this is a supposition) around the time that they eloped. They had like, 10 children, too.